Passengers Adrift along our converging dimensional planes
We are messengers of spiritual energy
Passing sparks displayed pulses of our sense of being.
The expression, experienced momentarily certain
or otherwise imagined we share
In all ways.
As if ripples from the heart of our souls
to the universe to others of our kind.
What is this... POETRY? To you.
Whatever method or technique you choose
to use to express, promote, finesse
or invoke ideas shared upon an open plane.
Can you access someone's means
of opening a portal to their soul
initiate a current in their dreams
which feels comfortable or not so much so,
should you expect an avenue, approved
which appeals to you and they. both?
note to self the reason we elope
to escape the mediocracy
Does the message it c...
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Sun rain Looking up
higher than high
irregular energies
flood from a hole in the sky
sometimes hot, other times,
more cool than not
between shadows i feel it
touching everything far and near
when its cloud curtains obscure it
and cool air swiftly comes
from dark heavy clouds
An opening act by lightning
with a thunderous refrain
then there's rain playing
a special concert for us
a gift from the sun,
no need to complain
it will soon pass
its dog don't bite
lets be children of the sun,
lets hold hands and play
pretend its love from
momma's sweet kisses
striking everyt... |
Trumpets
Remember when Miles d.
cracked the code...
Like Gabriel, blowing his horn
or was that J Coletrane on the saxophone
dropping the motherload ...on us
we knew then... there was genius among us
making it fun, just to be us ...again
to dispel the foul winds of the oppressive heat
placed upon us by some of those
who couldn't drop a beat if it fell on them
anyway, they held their nose high around us,
doing their thing, cuz they supposed
they were better than us in some way
but when miles played we knew we had wings
whenever John Coltrane played my favorite things
we knew then was not that day
And the heavenly band of angels plays on and on
so when you hear u... |
Sun Energy To those who choose to believe
we were made in the shade
is your face enough evidence
your eyes were made with eyelids
even kids know what eyelids are for
to protect your eyes
don't act so surprised
bats don't need eyelids
sit a spell have a listen
taste a bit of melanin vision
a gift from the creator
the master physician
who got the position
by ultimate wisdom
before forefathers
you never knew
dreamed there would
ever be a you
at the time
of your birth
before your baby feet
ever touched mother earth
to see what your mother saw
looking into your baby eyes
the chocolate brown
kings and queens
you just might come to be
love beings made of love
made to love, made for love
provided with
the... |
Trees We are born into families
like trees
require sun, water and earth
are necessities it cannot do without
there is a natural sense of order
which dictates what its about
its lifeline... From seed, to fruit
follows an unwritten code
by many lifetimes proven
of conditions and events survived
the sum of its parts
subassemblies in its life design
which grow throughout its lifetime
it provides the roots leaves and branches
if it is to bear fruit it must be successful
in ways which make it productive
what is vital to the engines
is efficiency, value is assigned
to what effort is required
in its usefulness
to satisfy the needs
under changing conditions
What does a tree not have?
visions...
is it not an ability
easily recognized
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Lost in the mists i am lost in the mists
calling to my children
hoping i've given them something
worthwhile of myself
feels like every day i live
i'm dying ...a little more
seeing through the fog
all the crazy things which are happening,
even though, looking at what i can glean of history
even these are nothing new
feeling like a cog in the machinery of fate
praying i can find my place of things to do
not just throw it all away
trying to pass the time ,,,until i pass away
each day to push the reset button of my life
and let the music play...
trying to do just a measure more
as if there's little time to waste
trying to say something worthwhile,
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i/robot We conceal it As if, we’ve found the key
Gained mastery over God
And nature…
In the food/ we eat…
What r u drinking?
Rearranging critical nodes In chromosomal sequences
Making discrete alterations In our genetic codes
Its utterly astonishing
how flagrant “we” Betray our principles
Connive, Warping the span
of Our limited knowledge
Of natural laws And an inferior grasp
Seek to command it…
Demand for it to do
What we desire of it, to do
To claim to have standing as if we’d planned it…
living in the lie
All kidding aside…
We might just Stop world hunger
If our will to provide Would win... |
Reference point A heading kept, compass bearing changed slightly
Plotting courses to challenge foreign forces.
To discover doors to new dimensions in this world.
Wealth and circumstance permitting.
In perfect synchronization with the current series
Of tidal waves of madness and mayhem.
Perhaps timeless as the steps required
To lead us out of this maze which seemingly
Has portals at discrete points
which seem
To pulse and glow,
signals which come and go
Secret keys
sometimes in different languages,
As reference points becon us join
As they come and go In and out of phase
With each new event horizon
As the critical mass of empathy
Meets us in each new wave of conquest
Which flood ... |
The Antidote As our angry thoughts explode
creating minefields around us
Dangerous minds, uncoil
like serpents ready to strike
Alarm bells sound.
Danger!
closed communication once shields are up
mood set to anger...Adrenaline rush
what once was purely love
gets corrupted... now, rejected
evil words charged with negative energies
loaded into guns aim for the heart
when a headshot just isn't good enough
bad intentions, deadly vibes sent to kill
to those once bitten, poisoned emotions flow
a deadly game loaded for enemies within range
Isn't it strange when ones we once loved
fall from our graces... and can feel it
The chasm deepens as time closes around us
eternally displaced our precious memories of better days
Our better angels go down with a sinking ship
hope we can find a path ... |